A familiar ring tone woke Shego up. It was the ring tone of Kim’s ‘Kimmunicator’, which was more of a cell phone with video and a very long battery life. She grabbed it and answered it before it woke Kim up.
“Kim I’m sorry to bother you on a day off from school and all-” the voice trailed off. The voice had been Wade’s, but right now it was trapped somewhere in his throat.
Then it dawned on Shego why he was speechless. “Kid, grow up. Yes, I’m naked, but I’m lying on the damned things, so there is really no reason to get so flustered.”
Wade nodded weakly.
“So what exactly is the problem?”
Wade did his best to stare at his computer screen. “It’s actually part of the problem. Who ever is doing it, has managed to do it all without revealing who they where I’m still trying to sort out what they did to the security system.”
“So what’s the rest of the problem?” Shego didn’t know how she was dealing with the long version of what was happening. It must have been too early for her impatience to kick in or a bit of after glow that had lingered around that kept her from yelling for the facts from Wade.
“The culprit stole three things actually. All the items where part of an exhibit on Ancient Mayan technology.”
Shego let out a low whistle, “And the guards didn’t see anything?”
“They couldn’t. They were all knocked out.”
Shego sighed, “I’ll wake Kim up. You call Ron and have him meet us here in an hour.”
“An hour?”
“You don’t fall asleep after having a three-hour love session and then not take a shower in the morning. It’s not normal.”
Wade’s chair slid out from under him. A weak moan of pain and shock fluttered up from the floor “Will…do…”
Shego hung-up. She had actually enjoyed messing with that boy’s mind. Considering the stories of him only being known to leave his room once since when Kim had met him, he was either going to grow up to be a reclusive genius, or a reclusive pervert. The thought of the latter made Shego smile. It was too funny.
She rolled over and nudged the naked redhead next to her. “Kimmie…hate to make you get up and all…but it turns out that the world needs your help.”
“I ‘on’t anna.”
Shego suppressed the urge to crack up laughing. The redhead was as bad as she was when it came to getting up. Though when it came to work Shego apparently had an easy time getting up, like Kim did for school, which made the whole thing balance out.
“Come on Sweetie. If you don’t get up, I’ll just have to let Ron walk up here with you like this.”
The redhead glared at Shego. The idea obviously was less than thrilling. She rolled off the bed with a thump and shuffled into the bathroom. The girl was grumpy now, but she’d be happier with her later. Now onto her own problem.
She had decided to retire the cat suit after what had happened, and she didn’t really have clothes that where ‘mission oriented’ yet. That left a dilemma. The cat suit was still available, though now represented so much pain that to wear it was emotionally draining, which meant she had to improvise.
Shego had almost pushed Kim out of the bathroom after her shower. It was surprising for the redhead. Usually Shego flirted with her a little before taking over the bathroom, but she hadn’t said a word this time.
Needless to say it was confusing. Kim shook her head; every time Shego seemed understandable she went and did something that most people would think was rude or crazy. It was cute to Kim though. It meant nothing ever got boring, and that her lover was still as much of that enigma that she had fallen in love with.
Despite what Kim may have been feeling been feeling, Shego did not feel like an enigma. She did feel rather sneaky for managing to sneak the bundle of clothes into the bathroom, despite being stark naked at the time.
It was a bit of a surprise she had managed to think up, and hopefully it’d go over well. She blazed through her shower, barely in there for fifteen minutes, a new personal record since she had started growing her hair out in the seventh grade, and used a little trick to dry faster. And who said plasma powers where only destructive? Beat having to buy new towels whenever the old ones where blown up in a lab mishap.
She threw the clothes on, and snuck out of the bathroom. She had actually managed to shower and dress before –her Kimmie- had finished! It was a moment that made her grin inside. Then she pounced. The pants Kim had been putting on now sat on her head, like a hat.
Shego couldn’t help but laugh.
Kim turned to say something about Shego sneaking up on her, but the thought disappeared as she saw what Shego was wearing.
“Is that?”
“Yup.”
“And those are?”
“That they are.”
“Wow….you look good.”
Shego winked, “That’s the plan Pumpkin. Your new sidekick needs to look the part after all.”
Kim nodded weakly. The thought of Shego wearing her clothes was obviously a new one, and the thought of the older woman dressed up in one of her fitted tops, and a pair of cargo jeans was almost enough to drool over. She tried to blink as she looked Shego over again.
“Wow…”
Shego waved a hand in front of the redhead’s face. Nothing seemed to be registering. She leaned so that her mouth was inches from the girl’s ear. “Kimmie you hair’s on fire.”
“….Wow…”
It was priceless, Kim was literally speechless. The girl who could do anything could apparently also have her mind blown.
Shego considered things for a moment, and tried a different tactic, “Kimmie….I’m could really use a little nutmeg. You know where I could find some?”
The word trickled through the other girl’s mind. Nutmeg. A thousand wants, no, a thousand needs filtered through her head as the memories in her mind fired. Her mind managed to clear a little as she found herself on top of Shego, pants be damned right now, her mouth locked into a kiss with the other woman.
There wasn’t a complaint from Shego at being tackled so roughly. She had probably had deserved it for being underhanded, but that word was a powerful one now. The smell, the flavor, the feeling, the taste…all of it was tied into that one little spice. Those memories that Kim had felt washed over Shego now as she pulled her love closer.
The world could wait. She needed Kim more than the world did anyways. She let loose a small moan as she felt those lips…those soft, perfect lips, on her neck. She shivered in excitement as Kim continued to tease her. She wanted to tease back, but it was hard to even try as those lips brushed over The Spot.
Shego had learned before that she had a few spots that caused her to lose it. But The Spot was a sure fired way to send her screaming, moaning and squirming right over the edge. If you knew where to find it.
It was probably a cruel thing the higher powers had made up, but that spot was right between her collarbones. It made it easily accessible. Perfect for Kim, but it was more of a teasing problem for Shego.
Her body was a fire as her back fought to keep from arching. Kim wasn’t going to get her that easily. Even with The Spot. She knew the other female’s spots too.
She managed to brush the first one, almost by accident, in an attempt to change the position around. Kim bit her lip with a small moan dying in her throat. They were trading blows on a new level now, each trying to bring the other to the point of breaking with those tender places, and the memories aroused by a single word.
Unfortunately that was the moment Ron had walked in on. The two women, one still very much pant less, paused as he stared at them, mouth agape.
Alright, maybe ‘agape’ isn’t the right word, thought Shego. He’s so slack-jawed right now that the Brooklyn Tunnel looks like a gopher hole.
“Ron…OUT!” Kim pointed at the stairwell.
He nodded weakly and turned around, and did just that, he left her room. It was obvious the sight had scared, if not scarred him. He had known that Kim and Shego were close, but this was obviously closer than he had expected.
Serves him right….Him and that boy Josh…Shego kept herself from making a face. She new a lot of females thought gay couples were cute, but it was STOPPABLE. The boy couldn’t fit into her definition of sexy. Then again Kim was the only thing that fit into her definition of sexy.
The redhead had gotten off of Shego, and retrieved her pants, sliding herself into them in a hurry. They had lost time because of it, even though it was worth it in both of their minds; they still had actual work to do.
Too bad the world can’t save itself. Shego hadn’t meant to let the thought cross her mind, but it did. She pushed it aside as she went down the short flight of steps, with Kim in tow, to where a pale Ron was waiting.
The blonde male avoided eye contact with Shego and made it with Kim.
“We need to hurry. We’re late for our ride as it is.”
Kim nodded, and led the way. Outside was a limo in waiting, a gift ride of sorts after Kim had save a pop star from being kidnapped.
The ride was uneventful, save for Shego and Ron trading embarrassed glances. Something was up between them, and Kim decided to pry it out of Shego later. But first she needed to figure out who had stolen the Mayan artifacts. And to get the thought of nutmeg off of her mind.
They had scoured the museum for three hours, talked to the local officials, the security guards, and even the janitor. And they had nothing. There wasn’t even a hint of where who had done it.
Kim flopped onto a bench between Shego and Ron, both who where trying to avoid looking at each other at all costs. “Alright. What happened to cause such obsessive disinterest in each other?”
Shego almost said something, but bit her lip. The problem wasn’t she couldn’t say. The problem was she didn’t feel like she was allowed to say.
It was Ron who confessed the problem. “I’ve been dating Josh Mankey.”
Kim felt a little speechless. The news was a bit of a surprised actually.
“He….and you?”
“Yes Kim, he’s gay. And no, you didn’t do it.”
“So why are you so embarrassed to make eye contact with each other?”
Shego tried to find something interesting on the ground. There wasn’t anything. She privately cursed a few things before speaking. “I saw him kiss Josh.”
Kim nodded, this made sense. “And since he saw us being all romantic you two keep picturing those scenes when you look at each other?”
The other two winced. She was good.
Kim on the other hand was having trouble not finding it funny. She managed to keep the giggling inside, and looked a little crazy as she shook a little, biting her lip.
“I have an easy solution. Next time your mind drifts there, think about something else,” she paused, giving Shego a mischievous look, “like nutmeg.”
Ron took this quite the other way, “It does make a great seasoning, and your mom makes killer coffee with some of that in there.”
Shego on the other hand was red. –Very- red. “You’re despicable Kim Possible.”
“I learned from the best.”
Ron on the other hand, just let it slide. He wasn’t sure he wanted to know.
The rest of the day was spent watching a zombie movie marathon that was being featured on cable. By the end of the first movie Shego found herself clutching the pillow she had been holding that she was surprised it hadn’t burst. Kim noticed it and managed to trade places with the abused object, which made Shego feel safer. She had never liked death, and the thought of the walking dead was beyond creepy.
Some how though, with Kim there she felt safe. And sleepy.
A soft snore broke the noise from a commercial. Shego was sleeping with her neck at an estranged angle.
“KP? Is that normal?”
The redhead couldn’t help but smile, “You should see her in the morning. It looks like she dislocated her back to sleep like she does.”
Ron had a look that said he was clearly impressed. There was no other way to describe it.
“So what are we going to do about all of her want records, and things?”
“I have Wade working on a deal with Dr. Director. Namely from the ‘they owe us one’ angle. Shego after all didn’t know about Lil’ Diablo, and has never actually hurt anyone. She was an unknowing accomplice in that incident, and she’s never done more than steal things, which only ended up being destroyed because of Drakken. Basically, she’s not a danger to the world now that she’s retired to a less villainous side of the line.”
“You think that argument is going to work?”
Kim sighed, “I’m not really sure to be honest. I hope it does. But if it doesn’t, I’ll personally take it to Dr. Director to keep Shego.”
Ron nodded, obviously impressed with Kim’s commitment. The leader of Global Justice had a reputation for being the best. And her experience let her see though a person and know exactly what the truth was.
Even with his Monkey Magic to compare it too Ron found it creepy to say the least. Then again considering the other powers that existed on both sides of good and evil it made sense a human lie detector would exist.
Kim snuggled up against Shego the commercial ended. She needed to get her mind off of Global Justice, off of the mystery theft in the museum, and onto something better.
Like nutmeg.
“I’m sorry Kim. Dr. Director isn’t budging. She won’t let you take custody of Shego because you’re not –technically- a member of Global Justice.”
Kim cursed. It had taking some convincing, but Shego was asleep upstairs after Ron had gone home. She had called Wade right after words.
“What about Ron? He’s a member?”
“He’s also on the permanently inactive list. She made it clear. You scratch GJ’s back and there are going to scratch yours.”
“What does she want?” Kim was trying to not clench her teeth. It was a bad habit she had since she was little, and was still trying to overcome.
“It’s actually simple. She wants Drakken killed.”
“WHAT?” She hissed. “I am not a hired assassin, and she knows it!”
“Actually…she wants Shego to do it.”
Kim cursed again. She was going to be speaking her mind with a certain woman tomorrow. It was very certain.
“No deal. Tell her I’ll be there tomorrow, by myself. No bullshit from her, and we’ll be fine and dandy tomorrow.”
Wade sighed, “Alright Kim.”
“And Wade?”
“Yeah, Kim?”
“Thanks. You’re a big help.”
“No problem Kim.” The connection died, and the small screen went dark. Kim stood up and started to walk out of the kitchen, but Shego was there, leaning on the doorframe.
“You….you’re fighting for me?”
Kim hugged the woman, “How could I just let someone like you just go?”
Shego hugged back. “I don’t deserve you Kimmie.”
“You deserve everything Shego. Especially me.”
The two stood there for a while, before Kim pulled the other woman towards the stairs. They spent the night holding each other, Shego feeling unworthy to have such a loyal love, and Kim feeling warm and safe in her love’s protective grip.
Author’s Notes:
Sorry for the extreme fluff moments. I think I’m as addicted to writing it as Shego is to Kim.
No, I’m not trying for the mysterious villain cliché. I’m actually stealing the cliché from Megaman VI. That’s right, the villain is actually a villain Kim knows, pretending to be someone else. Ah… the webs I weave.
Considering GJ’s name, I figure if they were convinced to ‘forget’ about Shego, the woman would disappear off of the wanted radar. How that exactly works is obviously a little more complicated than Kim was hoping.
Anyways I’m enjoying this one, and spent too much free time working on exactly what info would go into this fic. In this case some fluff, and some concrete got dropped in. Hopefully I can just keep going with this pattern, swapping for more concrete so we get some actual story progression. I might have to take a break for a day or two in the near future to try and get Chapter 4 squared away. It’s going to be a little trickier as –how- things work out with GJ affect Shego and Kim forever, right? Well if that scene sucks I might as well flush the whole story. So needless to say I’m working to make it the best it can be.
The idea for Shego dressed like Kim came largely in part from art done by rinacat on deviantART. Go look her up! Seriously GO! I can’t give you the link because won’t let me, sorry. Her art is actually what spiked my Kigo interest, so please go look her up!